It's over

This is actually just a premonition still but I get the feeling my days in class are over. For good. Finally. I get to breathe in steadily and fine. Summer workshop kept in touch with me earlier today and it feels mighty good to have a dose of familiar soup with them soul poetics. 'Tis a day of celebration! But methinks mesad still. Memories are a wicked.

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